After leaving Kuocang Mountain, Nan Zhongdao sent a letter to Yang Ziyang, and Yang Ziyang soon replied that there were some disturbances on the road, but they have been settled.
There is no need to worry about Yang Ziyang. The most important situation now is the battle of Qin Ling. Lin Baiyun will not be harmed by the Eight Extremes Demon Refining Array. Then Wu Mingzi will definitely not be harmed. With their cultivation, they can break through at any time. As long as they arrive At the Hedao level, most of them will not be affected by the formation.
Based on this calculation, there may be many masters in the Taoist world who will join the battle and take advantage of the war to seek opportunities for breakthroughs.
The Battle of Qinling is not something that Jiangwutang can get involved in. All you need to do is keep paying attention. What Jiangwutang needs to do now is to destroy Laojun Mountain.
This was not a whim of Yang Ziyang, and Nan Zhongdao approved it temporarily, but Nan Zhongdao wanted to take this opportunity to develop the power of the Jiangwu Hall and expand the influence of the Jiangwu Hall.
The Martial Arts Hall has been dormant for a long time and has not expanded. Taiwan is stable enough and no longer needs a large number of manpower to maintain order. It can transport large numbers of people to the mainland.
The power of the Taoist world and demons have all been mixed into the Baji Demon Refining Array. It is when their suppression of the secular world is loosest and the best time to expand. If Laojun Mountain is annihilated at this time, the reputation of Jiangwu Hall will be lost again. Go up one floor.
Destroying Laojun Mountain is by no means an easy task. There is obviously some high-level support from the military government behind Laojun Mountain. Nan Zhongdao not only wants to uproot Laojun Mountain, but also takes the opportunity to remove Laojun Mountain's protective umbrella.
Nan Zhongdao has been fully prepared. Although he does not have any position in the military government, he has an identity available, that is, the master of the martial arts hall under the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Navy Region. Except for the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eastern Navy Region, everyone else All are under his control.
The sudden trend against Laojun Mountain has spread throughout the world in a short period of time. Many forces in Nanhe Province have responded, and many foreign experts have also rushed to Laojun Mountain.
Laojun Mountain was under siege, which greatly reduced the arrogance of the forces clinging to Laojun Mountain. Although several groups of people came to intercept and kill them, they were not from Laojun Mountain. Zhong Fugui was also merciless and slaughtered them all.
At this time, in the Baji Demon Refining Array, people with low cultivation levels have begun to kill each other. Under the erosion of the demonic energy, those with weak wills have lost consciousness and become walking zombies who only know how to kill.
Wu Buer and Maitong followed Wu Mingzi and ran around in the formation to investigate. They had found out where the eight formation eyes of the Eight Extremes Demon Refining Formation were. However, it was useless to know that this formation could no longer be broken by the virtual realm. , unless Hedao takes action, this formation will never be broken.
This is probably the reason why the fifth family didn't take action to break the formation, because to break the formation, it would have to destroy a master of Hedao cultivation, or even more than one person. The demons setting up the formation would definitely prevent the formation from being broken, and then it might be possible to break the formation. The Taoist can fight.
"Didn't the military government take any measures to deal with this situation?" Maitong couldn't help but ask. After running around all day, he couldn't see the military government's response measures at all. It had a completely laissez-faire attitude. Could it be that Anxi City has been abandoned.
"Maybe there is, but we don't know." Wu Mingzi said.
"What do you want to do here?" Wu Buer asked, his tone still cold.
"Do what you can." Wu Mingzi said.
"What can we do now?" Maitong asked.
Wu Mingzi sighed, and after a while, he said, "Let's go to the military camp south of the city to have a look."
Sighing means that I don't know what to do. I have absolutely no idea what to do and can only flapping around in this birdcage.
Even Wu Mingzi couldn't take action. Maitong could already imagine how difficult the situation was. The two of them might have to deal with it in the Eight Extremes Demonic Refining Array.
The three of them turned towards the military camp in the south of the city. If even the garrison in Anxi City were demonized, the destruction of Anxi City would be imminent.
"Faced with such a situation, the military government is probably powerless." Maitong suddenly said.
With the power of the military government, there are only a few Hedao masters in total. How can they compete with the fifth family or the demons and Taoists? They simply cannot participate in this level of chess and can only be a spectator.
The current position of the military government is very embarrassing. It is completely unable to compete with the forces of all parties. It is allowed to be manipulated by others and does whatever they want. It does not have the dignity of the imperial court at all.
The city of Anxi in the distance looked like hell under the black clouds, shrouded in boundless darkness, revealing a manic aura of death. There were no human traces in the wilderness outside the city, as if the entire Anxi was dead.
On the surrounding mountains, I saw some experts stationed there from time to time, as if waiting for something.
Feeling the deep breaths of those masters, Mai said: "When did Anxi gain so many masters?"
"They are here to overcome the tribulation." Wu Mingzi said.
"Overcoming the tribulation? Like you?" Mai Tong asked doubtfully.
"That's right." Wu Mingzi nodded.
"What calamity did you overcome?" Wu Buer asked.
"In the calamity of life and death, success will lead to the union of the Tao, and failure will cause the body to die and the Tao to disappear." Wu Mingzi said.
"Why did you choose this place, a place with a narrow escape from death?" Mai Tong didn't understand.
"A great catastrophe is also a great opportunity. With all the strength of the martial arts hall, only two people can join together. Do you think it is so easy to join together?" Wu Mingzi said.
Of course, it is not easy to join the Tao. There are countless people in the Tao sect who are stuck at the peak of the virtual realm and cannot make any progress.
Since Taoist Master issued the ban on the end of the law, the door of the Taoist union has been almost completely sealed. Over the past six hundred years, thousands of people in the Taoist sect have cultivated to the peak of the virtual realm, but they have not had the opportunity to join the Taoism, that is, they have missed the calamity of destiny.
"The hall master, King Lei and the two seniors of Kuchan Temple joined forces one after another. I thought it would be easy to join forces." Maitong said with a bitter smile.
"If you have made meritorious service to the world and are recognized by heaven and earth, you will naturally be able to follow the Tao. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven just by practicing hard." Wu Mingzi said.
Practitioners must not only be born in the world, but also join the world. Only by joining the world and making contributions to the world can the merits be perfected.
While the two were talking, Wu Mingzi suddenly pressed down his head. Maitong looked down and saw a rickety figure walking alone on the snow, with a Taoist bun on his head. He looked like a Taoist.
Wumingzi fell in front of the rickety Taoist, solemnly saluted and said: "Master."
This old and ugly Taoist turned out to be the master of Wu Mingzi, which made Mai Tong a little stunned. The appearance of the two was so different that they could be said to be two extremes.
Wu Mingzi is handsome and unrestrained. This rickets Taoist has a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a mouth full of yellow teeth, and a sparse beard. He looks like a beggar. It is completely unrecognizable that he is related to Wu Mingzi.
It is an extremely subtle coincidence that two generations of descendants of Kongtong Mountain met here. Is this chance, accident, or destiny.
"Maitong pays homage to senior." Maitong quickly saluted respectfully. No matter what the identity of this veteran is, just being the master of Wu Mingzi is enough for him to pay homage to him with the most solemn etiquette.
"I've met senior." Wu Buer saluted somewhat reluctantly.
"You're here." The rickety Taoist opened his lowered eyelids.
"Yes." Wumingzi said respectfully.
Seeing such a scene, Mai Tong quietly moved away so as not to disturb others, but then he noticed that there seemed to be water vapor reflecting from the corners of Wu Mingzi's eyes.
The world-famous Taoist swordsman Wu Mingzi actually had tears in his eyes, which shocked Mai Tong. There must be some touching stories that he didn't know about.
The rickety Taoist raised his hand tremblingly. Wu Mingzi stepped forward, bent down and lowered his head. The old Taoist gently stroked Wu Mingzi's forehead and said, "This is God's will."
Mai Tong didn't know what the story was, but when he saw such a scene, he couldn't help but get wet in his eyes.
Wu Buer looked at the old Taoist and suddenly understood part of the meaning of God's will. This was the last stage of the old Taoist's life.
God willing, let them meet here.
God willing, the Taoist path will end here.
God arranged everything for them.
Suddenly, there was a huge roar above the head. Maitong looked up and saw more than a dozen large transport planes passing through the colorful array of light, and he could faintly feel a murderous aura coming from them.
The old Taoist stepped forward, Wu Mingzi followed slowly beside him, and Mai Tong and Wu Bu'er followed wisely a hundred meters away.
Although they were hundreds of meters away, the two of them could still clearly hear the old Taoist's gentle voice, but neither of them could understand what was being said. They could only roughly guess that it was some kind of profound Taoist magic. class stuff.
This was the last method taught by the old Taoist. What he was teaching must be the essence of what the old Taoist had learned all his life. Maitong suddenly felt a little regretful. If he could understand it, it would be a great harvest, but it was a pity that he couldn't understand it at all.
More than a dozen transport planes that entered the formation landed one after another at the military base in front. You could see the ferocious aura gathering from a distance. It was obvious that they were transporting a steel army that had experienced hundreds of battles.
The troops deployed at this time are of no use. The demonic energy of the Eight Extremes Demon Refining Array is eroding, and these soldiers are already extremely evil. The combination of the two will not only be unable to suppress the chaos in the city, but will also be eroded by these soldiers. , causing greater killing.
Could it be that no one in the military government knew about the Eight Extremes Demonic Refining Array, so they made such a move, hoping to use strong suppression to clear up the chaos caused by the demonic energy.
Mai Tong couldn't figure out what the situation was, and the existing information and his wisdom were not enough to deduce the key.
The two of them were followed by Wu Mingzi and the unknown Master Kongtong. When they arrived at the military headquarters in the south of Anxi City, Master Kongtong's teaching of the Dharma had just ended.
"My Healing Game"
